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The engine roars to life, cutting my thoughts short.
“FUCK! Sammi, wait!”
She doesn’t even turn to look. She just pulls on the throttle and speeds away. Leaving me alone once again.
Surprise, surprise.
I growl in frustration.
I kick up some dust.
Really, there’s not much else I can do.
I’m now standing on the streets of Bangkok, minus Sammi and a bike.
Though I guess you can’t count out the raging hard on. I’ve still got that.
My mind has fully processed the fact that Sammi ran off.
My cock on the other hand, he’s still holding out hope.
I can’t help myself. I start to laugh.
Fucking Sammi.
Sammi has now turned me into a guy who stands on the sidewalk, laughing at thin air while his cock threatens to rip through his jeans.
I’ll probably be arrested any moment now.
The idea just makes me laugh harder.
By the time I’ve gotten myself back under control, I’ve received more than a few curious stares.
On the plus side, though, I can once again think straight.
To be honest, once I’ve thought it through, I’m not even a little bit mad.
Sammi just made out with me to steal my motorcycle.
Which is many things, not the least of which is fucked up. Also, though, it’s impulsive, it’s irresponsible, it’s definitely fucking crazy…
In short, it’s everything that Sammi is not.
Not sober Sammi, anyway. Not before today.
The thought makes hope fucking soar in my chest.
Normal Sammi is nothing if not the picture of practicality. She’s calm, she’s rational, she’s…well, she’s fucking infuriating is what she is.
Which means that the girl who just stole my bike for damn sure isn’t normal Sammi.
This girl is someone else entirely.
Bold, wild, rash.
Thisis the girl I love.
The g1irl who smiles while getting jabbed with a tattoo rod and licks the come off my fingers.
